Novel & Cerita Shahrazad Ali Book

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She saw the book that Shahara gave her and asked her to read it. She instantly went near it and got it while she sat on her bed, leaning on its head rest. ~ Werewolves ~ It was the title of the book – and it was quite a heavy and thick hardbound book. Tamara flipped the book over and scanned it. Almost all of it was already explained by Shahara until a word caught her eye. ~ Lycanthropes ~ It was written – making her eyes narrow into thin slits and her brows furrowed in curiosity – and she touched it with the tips of her fingers. She intriguingly continued reading it.

King Shahryar had killed three thousand women by the time he was introduced to Scheherazade. As Scheherazade made her way to the palace, she asked for a last wish to bid her beloved sister Dunyazad farewell. All was set in place for the king to ask her recount a story during the long night. In the palace, bedtime stories became updated as Scheherazade made it her weapon to keep herself alive as each time she made sure that the story remained unfinished so as to continue the next night.

Right now, she had to worry about that big fat man. A pet name given to Mr Azhan Wali that if he would listen surely strangle Anna to death because his well-built body was the thing before his wealth that act like a magnet for women. Soon she arrived the Wali Palace to find Aliha in the lounge reading a spiritual novel, Me & Rumi. She was wearing a long multi colored shirt with white dubatta hanging on her shoulder. Her hair was in a french bun with some loosely hanging flicks kissing her cheeks and neck. She was like the princess in the stories who was too fragile and as sensitive as the mimosa that they would

“My dear baby, this is mother's favourite storybook. Don't be mad at your brother, okay? Let's just read." The little baby girl blinked her big, round eyes. Her hand reached up, toward the book, as if she agreed to her mother's invitation. It was then, Alameida who saw them gasped. "Ah! Isn't that the book I wrote?!” Harriet immediately turned to Alameida with wide eyes. "Eh?!" The long blonde-haired woman chuckled next to Harriet looking at the children's storybook called [The Elf Princess and the Giant Wolf]. “Oh, I'm so happy… I didn't expect my book to be read to my great-grandchildren like this…”

“Except for those who repent after that and correct themselves. For indeed, Allah is Forgiving and Merciful.” (QURAN 3:89) ************************** "Bhaiya—You looked dashing in beard too, though—" I heard Faiq's remarks over me, while I wiped away the remnants of shave on my face with a towel. "Princess! How is my 'no shave November' look?!" I barged into her room, without waiting to hear her respond to my knock. Barely looking up from the books sprawled infront of her on the study table; she shot me an irritated glance.

If Kendra hadn’t gotten used to Alice’s wrinkled face before her aunt helped to smooth it out, she might have missed the raised brow since it was difficult to make out amongst all the creases. “I find that shocking,” Satria boldly stated. “What kind of a planet is this?” “One that is already under alien rule, for one,” Alice bitterly informed her. “We got here too late.” “You’re an alien, Alice?” Kendra bellowed from where she stood with her horse. It was then that Satria noticed Kendra and Alice remembered her. “Who or what is Alice?” Satria asked with a tone of disapproval.

she had said. 'What is this important thing you're looking for anyway?' I cringe when I hear Fareedah's unnaturally loud voice, and Quain ducks like he has been shot. 'Keep your bloody voice down,' he snarls, rubbing the bruised side of his face. Fareedah grits her teeth. 'I'm a wolven, Quain. I've killed more things than you'd think, and gods know I'd be more than willing to take a beast life or two at the moment,' she snarls back. He scoffs but goes on walking, his back slightly straighter this time. 'It's a book,' Saelyna says. 'A book?' 'It sounds….less important when I say it out loud'. 'And this…book did not come to your knowledge sooner?' 'No,' Saelyna replies with a thoughtful frown,

I watched as the book absorbed the blood leaving no stains or traces of any blood. “No way!” I watched in amazement as the book glowed and words began to appear on the pages of the book. As the words completely appeared, I began reading the content on the pages. It was more of a history book than anything else. There was something inside here about a prophecy, but what caught my attention is the name of the person being mention the most. Adelina Illezra. Huh?

It seems they had also caught on the depth of what the mysterious woman had said. I set my eyes on my mate afterwards only to find her famous blank mask back on her face. My mind was running faster than it usually did and I couldn’t help but feel as if this new lady knew exactly what she was saying. But then I couldn’t be so sure because like my mate, she also had the same blank mask on her face with her eyes dead cold. Taking a deep breath, I asked as calmly as I could. “Who are you?” “Well now that you ask, my name is Kiara Khorne. Cousin to Chaos. That’s as much as you deserve to know. And oh, I’m also the mate of your beta” she answered coldly